[Comprehensive] Please accept my continuous affection

If I remember correctly, I mentioned it when my overflowing personal emotions led to heartbreak.

My parents are in a business marriage with weak family values ​​and travel abroad all the year round.

For them, both family affection and love are far less important than career.

...Then why did I have such a love brain?

I sat on the couch thinking about this tough question.

My mother, Ms. Sen Luo, is sitting on the single sofa on my left. Even at home, she is wearing a meticulous suit and hip skirt. Her knees are close together, her legs are slightly tilted to one side, and her hands are clasped on her legs. It looks very dignified and elegant.

And my father, Mr. Sen Luo, is holding half a cup of cold water with one hand, and has just finished a lengthy work call.

Mom silently waited for Dad to drink up the water, and then reminded: "Xiao Mian is back too, why do we come back home, dear, do you still remember?"

Dad nodded and sat on the armchair to my right.

What happened to this inexplicable court trial scene?

My hairs stand on end, but when I see Kusuo sitting cross-legged on the coffee table, I feel like laughing again...

Dad showed me a gentle smile, and he asked softly: "Mianmian, I heard from my mother that you didn't choose the voluntary high school Bingsheng you told us, but instead applied for the professional hero school Xiongying High School?"

coming.

I knew my mother would not let me go.

But I didn't expect that she even called her father home.

It's just a high school, why can they make such a fuss?

Although I was complaining crazily in my heart, I still nodded calmly on the surface: "Yes."

"What's the reason for applying for the exam?" Dad asked.

"To talk about a special reason..." I frowned, "I think it would be too difficult to bury my talents if I was engaged in an ordinary job, and a more difficult job would be more suitable for me."

Kusuo raised half of his eyebrows and glanced at me.

Mom and Dad looked at each other.

Mom frowned and said, "There are so many professions in this world, why do you have to choose a professional hero? Isn't it good to work for the company like mom and dad after graduation?"

"That's too difficult." I snapped my fingers, "Enter the company to become an ordinary member at the grassroots level, and then work hard. If you are lucky, you will become a supervisor after ten or eight years. If it is a company with better performance, you will be busy. I don’t even touch the ground, and I can’t even go home to eat..."

I shrugged: "I don't think I want this life."

"It's not that you have to do the same job as your parents." Dad raised his finger. "Actually, what we both mean is that you can do a job with a slightly lower risk factor."

I looked at him: "But just because I was admitted to a professional hero school, it doesn't mean I have become a professional hero. If I can't get a hero license, then I can only work in logistics... Dangdang Hero assistants or something, I think it would be nice to be a hero show host recently."

"No, the host of the hero show doesn't necessarily need to have the qualifications to attend the hero school?" Dad opened his eyes wide, "And I thought you didn't like that kind of career that attracts everyone's attention?"

"...Fortunately, I feel pretty good now." My eyes drifted away from my parents, and I explained, "That's it, even if I go to Xiongying High School, I may not become a professional hero. Mom and Dad don't need to be too hard worried."

"Is it really okay to say that?" Kusuo was already floating around the living room, his expression looked a little lazy, "I thought you were aiming at the goal of a professional hero, don't you want to become a professional hero idol?"

Although my parents have weak family values, they really love me.

Although they can not call me for a whole month, the monthly living expenses are arrived on time.

Although I have never been to a parent-teacher meeting, I still carefully ask my neighbors of the same age to take care of me.

However, the lack of communication and communication will not be completed by a short time together. I may be able to explain to Kusuo why I want to become a professional hero idol, but I am not confident that my parents understand me.

After all, the moment they learned that I was admitted to Xiongying High School, they had already held up the sign of opposition.

"Even so, you still have to face it." Kusuo said lightly, "It's impossible to hide it for a lifetime."

My mother is much stronger than my father. She looked at me calmly and said to me: "My suggestion is to transfer to another school. I read the news of Xiongying High School over the years. They were actually attacked by terrorists last year? It's unimaginable, and I wouldn't allow you to spend what should have been a good few years of your life in such a dangerous high school."

"That was before...and it has been solved perfectly." I hurriedly explained, "The security of the school has been further strengthened now, so there is no need to worry, Mom."

"I still think you should go to Luoshan or Xiuzhiyuan." Mom looked at me, "Luoshan is in Kyoto, a little far away, but you should be able to stay. But I still recommend Xiuzhiyuan, after all, it is a noble school. Even a poor family can still pass the exam with hard work."

She slightly bent her eyebrows: "In that case, the learning atmosphere will be better."

"The learning atmosphere of Xiongying High School is also very good." I pursed my lips, "Actually, tomorrow is the midterm exam, I planned to come back and review the books..."

"...Sorry." Mom paused, "But I think the current topic is more important than the midterm exam, isn't it?"

Dad's eyes swayed on my mother and me, and he suggested: "Well, let's go back to the room first to rest, after all, tomorrow is the mid-term exam. Transferring is not something that can be done in a short while. Our Mianmian has always been He is a person who has a beginning and an end, so before you transfer to another school, you should take the midterm exam well."

Mom looked at Dad, nodded and said, "Yes."

"...But I don't want to transfer schools." I looked at my father, "Don't ignore my will."

Dad stood up and winked at me: "We are not discussing the topic of transferring schools now, so let's go back to the room and rest. Tomorrow, Mom and Dad will give you the list of schools that you have sorted out. You choose the school you like. The school is fine...Don't make such an expression, what if there is something that makes you fall in love?"

I kept silent.

"Don't you want to review?" Dad smiled, "Isn't tomorrow's midterm exam important?"

"...I see. I'm going back to my room first. Good night."

"Good night, Mianmian."

I dutifully went upstairs and entered the room, and slammed the door shut before slowly exhaling my depression.

Miri stayed by my side all the time, just now she was sitting on the sofa, she didn't dare to breathe, she just looked at her father and mother timidly, she looked more timid than me.

Kusuo also entered through the closed door.

"Ah, do you want to review?" Kusuo asked, "Still can't read the book?"

"..." I threw my schoolbag at the foot of the bed, kicked off my slippers casually, walked barefoot to the desk, climbed onto the chair and squatted down. "I decided to go into a daze and calm down."

"I don't understand what you're struggling with." Kusuo floated over, "If you don't want to transfer schools, wouldn't your parents have nothing to do with you?"

"My rebellious period is over."

"I think this is a normal appeal, and it has nothing to do with rebellion or not."

"Actually, I know what they are thinking." I said flatly, "Ordinary people will of course think that professional heroes are a dangerous profession, but this is the case, with a death rate of 30.00% and an injury rate close to 80.00%. It can be said that as long as you become a professional hero, you will not be able to spend your life peacefully and peacefully like ordinary people.”

"..." Mi Li whispered, "Then, Ah Mian's parents are actually out of love for Ah Mian."

"...I was miraculously persuaded by you."

Kusuo stroked his chin.

"When I think about it, if my only daughter had to risk her life to be a professional hero, I'd probably hang her up and spank her."

He's especially hilarious when he deadpans and says funny lines.

"Shut up." I rolled my eyes, "Zhu Gusheng wants to eat ass, but you still want to have a daughter? You don't even have a wife, no, you don't even have a girlfriend."

I pulled out my phone and glanced at my address book.

Is there any more normal human beings who can enlighten me.

"I think I'm very normal." Kusuo captured my brain waves easily, "You just want to send that message with an excuse."

"..." I let go of the thumb that was holding Senior Hong's profile picture, and swipe up the phone screen, "I originally wanted to do business for my own benefit, but I suddenly remembered that the relationship between Senior Hong and his family is not very good."

"Then you found out that you don't have anyone to send messages to?"

"..." Damn it, this pink hair is really annoying.

I pressed the screen angrily, and I managed to find someone to send the letter to.

Sen Luomian: "I quarreled with my parents!"

Sen Luomian: "I don't know what to do now!"

Sen Luomian: "Moses, Moses, is brother there?"

"If you're sending it to the bird next door," Kusuo sat lazily on the desk in front of me, leaning against the curtain behind him, "he's not at home."

...The bastard went to attack any innocent criminal organization at night again? !

"Maybe I can send a message to Kasuga-san?" I asked tentatively.

"Huh?" Kusuo looked at me, "This is also an option, but if she fails in the midterm exam, she will definitely blame you."

...that guy can definitely do it.

"I really envy people who have boyfriends." I held up my phone, my thumbs fluttering on the screen, "You can always have a chat partner on standby."

"Ha, why are you envious, you have two chat partners who are on standby 24 hours a day... Who did you message?"

"Senior Hong." I shrugged, and couldn't help laughing when I saw the text message that Senior Hong replied almost immediately on the screen.

Sen Luomian: "Senior, let's work hard for the exam tomorrow!"

Hong Jiaodong: "Junior girl too, come on. Go to bed early, good night."

The mood was unexpectedly much calmer.

I stood up and gave a "V" to Mitsuri who was looking at me worriedly and afraid to say anything that irritated me.

"Sure enough, after the mid-term exam, let's think about other things! Sleep!"

"Yeah! Good night, A Mian!"

"... Ha." Kusuo slid out of the window, but the voice still echoed in my mind, "Anyway, you remember, you have to face it."

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